I neglected to mention the fact that our room number was also my birth date. We enjoy funny coincidences, especially in Sedona where the word ‘vortex’ is used in everyday conversation and they are thought to be locations that have a certain spiritual energy flow that exists on, what some believe, are multiple dimensions…
The entry to our abode.
Where all the magic happens
After a bite of breakfast at the hotel, we were ready to head on out and do some meandering about town. Of course, we knew it would rain yet again but rain is some of my favorite weather and we certainly don’t get any at home so I knew I would enjoy it, regardless.
There are so many shops to visit and each one is unique-gemstones, jewelry, art, knickknacks, paddy-whacks…you name it. We even found a Harley store and Robert found himself a new ring:
We found a lovely pair of opal earrings for my mom-2nd row from the top on the right. I think I was more impressed with them than she was. I have to remind her periodically that they aren’t abalone…
I find silly things are often the most pleasing.
We roamed around a bit more before my stomach started grumbling for a margarita, er, lunch, so we had a nice little break and chatted about how unusual we found Sedona. Not what I expected, in the least. Honestly, I thought for sure I’d find hippies dancing barefoot in the street telling of how magical “The Vortex” was while trying to lure us into their shop to get our palms read. Instead, we encountered friendly people just enjoying their day like we were.
Amethyst is my birthstone and as we were looking at some jewelry, Robert found a beautiful ring and bracelet for me. I was absolutely spoiled and loving every minute of it!
As we were about to cross the street to another set of stores that we hadn’t been to yet, lightning lit up the sky and a thunderous applause was delivered promptly afterwards. We found an unoccupied bench and just drank it all in. The sounds and smells of a fresh thunderstorm are indescribable.
It was amusing to me to watch the jeep tours drive by with the passengers wearing what amounted to giant trash bags-that’s some dedicated tourism! I think I would have been content to spend the rest of the day there on the bench with a hot cup of coffee in one hand and my other holding Robert’s.
The rain died down a little so that we were able to cross the street that was quickly becoming a deluge. I was almost hit by a distracted woman in her car who bit her nails knowing what she had almost done. Rain and drivers don’t mix well.
The hunt was on: Find an umbrella!
We walked down the street, unsuccessfully dodging raindrops, until we stopped at Murph’s Country Store. We looked around a bit until Bingo! Green umbrellas at an Irish grocery! I’m not sure what was said, exactly, but Robert got us into the best conversation with Ann that I’ve had in a long while. We discussed rebellious teenagers, our relationships with our dads (who are both deceased) and she had me in stitches with Feckin’ this, and Feckin’ that-if you stop and take the time to have conversations with strangers, you’ll often find it truly rewarding. She was a wonderful story-teller and I could honestly get a little glimpse of what her life was like in Ireland. What a treasure!
After saying our goodbyes with promises to return on our next trip, we made our way back, green umbrellas in hand. Yes, we each got one because Robert didn’t want to share. He knew it would become mine and he’d be the one left in the rain. Smart guy.
My Robert. He’s such a ham.
It was about time to start heading back to the hotel so I snapped a few more pictures and then we were off.
And away we go!
We arrived back at the hotel just in time to watch the sunset. After a day full of rain, thunder, and lightning, the display was spectacular. I took some photos while Robert chit chatted with other observers standing by. It’s fun being social.
We ended our day on a happy note, ready to travel to Laughlin in the morning.